To get the same as the majority
I find myself in the minority
A sore thumb near matching fingers
Possibly I'm not one that blends
Not delicate or dainty in perfection
Unmistakable as I boldly take up space
A rough heel under a sleek ankle
Perhaps I reject the chance for normalcy
You can hide your quirks and flaws
I'm going to flaunt my wierd and wild
Crooked teeth between grinning lips.